So 



Ten Thousand a Year 257 



Clear moon, 

 Frost soon. 



When the stars begin to huddle, 

 Soon the earth will be a puddle. 



Somewhere from Scotland must have come his, 



When the smoke goes west, 

 Gude weather is past ; 

 When the smoke goes east, 

 Gude weather comes neist. 



And, 



Remember it well 

 Your children to tell : 

 The wind in the west 

 Suits everyone best. 



This imcanny prescience of the coming weather 

 brought Neville many a visitor. The Valley turned 

 to him for counsel, whether to plant, to pick, or to 

 trim, for sooner or later evei*y fruit-grower wants 

 to know what the day shall be. 



When Crawford, Neville's nearest neighbor, 

 came to ask him of the day, Neville replied: " My 

 boy, and you can see for yourself, have y' a pair of 

 ordinary eyes, 



" The higher the clouds, 

 The finer the weather, 



and you'll not be dripping with those clouds" — 



